Luyện nghe bài hát The Old Matchbook Trick

The last time that i here
I came down a fever
The next day it was
With the suddenness of ist
When we all were younger
Were we really
In the really real world we

Last night i saw the sun
Over sleepy
on a bus
With the road from embrace
While everyone was
I a reflection
And saw the egg upon my

The last i remember
About up in kristiansand
Was on my toothbrush
As it brushed across my
And removed a sailor
his bar and porno bill
Gonna have to fuckin' him down

The clarity is
Where's the befuddled
The gentle
With his and wit
out in the crowd
With the cramped and the
Falls your fingers to his hand
Falls from his fingers to your

The old matchbook
Keeps the from wobble
Slipped the short leg
the unsteadiness
Of the conversation
Makes a solid place to
Arms and upon